#friendship

It was not something you could call friendship; it was at once less and more. The sharing of such experiences created a bond and set them apart from all others. It was not something that could be told to another person. There were no words with a meaning both could understand which would impart the physical horror or the heights and depths of emotion. ↗

— Anne Perry

#friendship #shared-experiences #death

You can never really know someone completely. That's why it's the most terrifying thing in the world, really - taking someone on faith, hoping they'll take you on faith too. It's such a pre-carious balance, it's a wonder we do it at all. ↗

— Libba Bray

#life #relationships #society #beauty

I see that I've become a really bad correspondent. It's not that I don't think of you. You come into my thoughts often. But when you do it appears to me that I owe you a particularly grand letter. And so you end in the "warehouse of good intentions": "Can't do it now." "Then put it on hold." This is one's strategy for coping with old age, and with death--because one can't die with so many obligations in storage. Our clever species, so fertile and resourceful in denying its weaknesses. ↗

— Saul Bellow

#death #friendship #humanity #procrastination #weaknesses

To stand in true relations with men in a false age is worth a fit of insanity, is it not? ↗

— Ralph Waldo Emerson

#age

Teammates...were fine things. Piling onto the bus before the game, edgy with shared nerves, egging one another on with the genial, meaningless phrase C'mon, you guys!, collapsing back into the same seats for the ride home—the sense of striving in accord had been a sweet part of high school. Possibly the sweetest. But the camaraderie had not survived graduation, or even the off-seasons. Her teammates, passing in the school corridors in winter or spring, were downshifted to nodding acquaintances who had once been close, that past connection floating off like cotton candy on the tongue. ↗

— Jean Hanff Korelitz

#high-school #teammates #friendship

I dreamt we walked together along the shore. We made satisfying small talk and laughed. This morning I found sand in my shoe and a seashell in my pocket. Was I only dreaming? ↗

— Maya Angelou

#friendship-and-love #friendship-friends #dreams

Could you visit me in dreams? That would cheer me. Sweet to see friends in the night, however short the time. ↗

— Anne Carson

#touching #dreams

You are in a melancholy humour, and fancy that any one unlike yourself must be happy. But remember that the pain of parting from friends will be felt by every body at times, whatever be their education or state. Know your own happiness. You want nothing but patience — or give it a more fascinating name, call it hope. ↗

— Jane Austen

#love #education

Friendship is a disinterested commerce between equals; love an abject intercourse between tyrants and slaves. ↗

— Oliver Goldsmith

#love #equality

That night as they slept in each other's arms neither Alistair nor Sophia had any nightmares. ↗

— Cristiane Serruya

#love #romance #shared-experiences #experience